Afta, en and di men wey dey with am kon chop and dem stay der dat nite till day break. Wen dem wake-up di next morning, Abraham savant kon sey, “Make I dey go naw go meet my oga.”
Nor bi mi kreate or born dem o-o! Why Yu go tell mi sey make I kare and karry dem for my hand like sey dem bi small pikin? Na so I go take karry dem go rish di land wey Yu promise dia grand-grand papa?